I lay in my bed
In the state
Between sleep and awake
Suddenly as clear as the blue sky
I hear your voice
Like whisper that comes
From out side
As though it really does
Reach my physical ear:
"Are you coming?"
Almost like you whispered
Because your soul knew
I was still sleeping.

Such are connections
I can hear your discomfort
And as I arrive to work
You tell me
That everything went wrong this morning.
But I knew that
Otherwise you would
Not have asked for help,
Would you?
And my energy
Would not have subdivided to you,
Now would it?